Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1802 Sorrow
Upon arriving at the government office, Fang Zilan looked at the mountain of official documents piled on her desk and felt a chill run down her spine. "So many?"

"The southeast region has suffered a great loss of vitality after this disaster, and the aftermath is quite complicated." Zhuge Yu deliberately dragged out the last syllable, "Sister Lan, you've worked hard."

Fang Zilan took the document at the top, but after reading only half of it, she said with a headache, "Ayu, we need money for the aftermath, but isn't allocating funds the Ministry of Revenue's responsibility? Why is it being pushed onto me?"

"The Ministry of Revenue returned the document on the grounds of unclear expenditures." Zhuge Yu's expression became slightly serious. "It may be necessary for you, Sister Lan, to make the trip in person."

Fang Zilan looked puzzled. "When did Lord Pei become so unreasonable?"

"Lord Pei Xiaoze is certainly reasonable, but Duke Jin is not so easy to talk to." Zhuge Yu lowered his eyes to look at the document in her hand and advised, "Sister Lan, please take another look carefully. You must not let the people from the Ministry of Revenue find any mistakes."

"The Duke of Jin is no longer the Minister of Revenue, yet he still manages to extend his influence so far?" Fang Zilan snorted coldly, but still patiently read through the document in her hand carefully.

The more she looked, the more her brows furrowed. "There are a few things here that are indeed questionable. I'll have someone verify them first, and if they're correct, I'll go to the Ministry of Revenue myself."

"Okay." Zhuge Yu nodded, then called in his subordinates and gave them instructions on what needed to be verified.

Fang Zilan quickly reviewed the documents on her desk and then assigned them to different people. By the time she finished, it was past noon. Feeling hungry, she was about to go out for something to eat when she saw Zhuge Yu bring in lunch.

Seeing this, she sighed softly, "Ayu, you are so thoughtful."

As Zhuge Yu placed lunch on the table, she remarked, "I thought that someone like A-Yu, the youngest child in the family, must have been treated like a precious treasure and raised with utmost care. I never imagined she would be so good at taking care of people."

"Among the Zhuge family members in the capital, besides my elder brother, there is only me in my generation." Zhuge Yu said indifferently, "My elder brother is often away, so naturally I have to take care of my grandfather and other elders at home. Over time, I've gotten used to it."

Fang Zilan keenly realized that she might have said something she shouldn't have, so she remained silent for a moment before changing her tone when she spoke again, "Speaking of which, since I've been confined to my residence for these past few days, there's been a backlog of official business in the government offices, and I'm afraid we'll be busy for quite a while."

"I apologize for my rudeness, sir." Fang Zilan took two steps back and lowered her eyes, saying, "Please prioritize official business and do not worry about me."

"Alright." Zhuge Yu responded in a deep voice, and immediately ordered his men to check how the road leading to Shi County had been cleared. Then he instructed the accompanying doctor to treat the villagers.

Ah Wan, who was mixed in with the group, was about to run away when she heard the order, but Zheng Yan grabbed her by the back of her collar and pulled her back, muttering angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Miss Awan, did you already know?" Zheng Yan's voice trembled slightly. Awan feigned ignorance and said, "Know what? Let me go!"

"If you don't know, why did you insist on coming along?" Zheng Yan asked urgently. A-Wan glared at him unhappily. "What do I know? If my master hadn't sent me here, do you think I would have wanted to come to this wretched place? What a desolate and treacherous place..."

Zheng Yan was speechless after being choked by A Wan's words, so he let go of her hand and awkwardly said, "Sorry."

A-Wan, seemingly too lazy to argue with him, ran towards Fang Zilan with a beaming smile, saying, "This beautiful and kind-hearted sister, I see you don't look too well. May I take your pulse?" Fang Zilan coughed lightly, thinking to herself, "She's still wearing a veil. How did A-Wan figure out that she's beautiful and kind-hearted and doesn't look well? This little girl, I wonder who she learned it from, to be able to lie through her teeth."

However, before she could say anything, Awan had already eagerly grabbed her hand and began to concentrate on taking her pulse.

"Good sister, your body is so weak!" Awan pouted, dissatisfied. "How many days has it been since you've slept?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yan, who had come over to listen, became a little anxious. Seeing this, Fang Zilan tried to cover it up by explaining, "The village has been quite unsettled lately, and I just can't sleep."

"Really?" Awan's face was full of disbelief. Zheng Yan opened his mouth, but after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Miss, you must take care of yourself."

"Thank you, General." Fang Zilan bowed subtly, and Zheng Yan waved his hand and returned the bow.

The sight of the two bowing at the same time amused Awan, who laughed and said, "Alright, with me here, I guarantee you'll stay healthy and sleep soundly."

Zhuge Yu, watching the three of them enjoying themselves nearby, had an inscrutable expression. Sure enough, Fang Zilan was not dead.

Not only did Li Shengxuan and Fang Ziqin know about this, but Wen Ya and A Wan also knew. On the contrary, he and Zheng Yan only found out now.

A surge of resentment welled up within me, but vanished in an instant. As long as a person is alive, what does it matter whether he knows or not?
Only now did he truly realize the faint sense of relief in his heart. Now, seeing that relief come true, his heart felt incredibly comforted.

Seeing that Zhuge Yu's expression gradually softened and his eyes held a warmth he had never seen before, the attendant beside him couldn't help but ask curiously, "Does Your Excellency know that Miss Zixiu?"

"I don't recognize him." Zhuge Yu composed himself, and the attendant asked doubtfully, "But I saw that you, sir..."

"I just suddenly remembered an old friend." Zhuge Yu interrupted the attendant, who pursed his lips, and asked cautiously, "May I ask who this old friend of yours is?"

Zhuge Yu glanced at the attendant indifferently. He knew that the attendant was just following orders and was arranged by his grandfather to stay by his side. So he had to be aware of everything. Therefore, he did not hide anything and said frankly, "She once fought bravely and bloodily in front of me, while I strategized and guided her from behind. She and I are sworn brothers."

The attendant paused, having served Zhuge Yu for some time. He had heard from the elders of the household that their second young master was extremely aloof and always maintained a measured distance in his interactions with others. To hear the words "sworn brothers" uttered by this second young master was truly a novel experience.

Fang Zilan had excellent hearing and heard Zhuge Yu's words perfectly. She looked over and their eyes met. Although he didn't say a word, it was as if he had said everything.

"General, with this young lady treating me, I'll be fine," Fang Zilan reminded him. "But the Imperial Envoy is different; he still needs your protection."

(End of this chapter)